No art projects today...unless you count my greatest work of art...
This was the ritual trying on of the tux to be sure it fits, not the actual event. That happens tomorrow. (I heard from another mom/co-worker that her son got a child's pair of pants with his tux by mistake...he actually got them on but they were capri-length! They discovered this last Friday, so they had time to exchange them!)
Someone else at work asked me how I was feeling about him graduating. Was I a little misty? You know, up until that moment I hadn't really thought about it. As I told her, on one hand, it is a milestone at the end of a 15-year period of having children in elementary school. On the other hand, I've beentheredonethat with the older brother. I'm sure I'll be teary-eyed at the actual graduation ceremony, but right now I'm pretty calm. While I adored his childhood, he's always been my "little man." My grown-up boy in a child's body. He's just a lot taller now. I see his potential and all that he has to look forward to and that's pretty darn exciting.
Besides, I have a substitute to lavish my little boy affections on. This looks SO familiar!
I love a boy in a cape. And that silver suit? It was Ernest's robot suit!